fish chicken and ladies' fingers

and so i bid farewell to me mates, who by now should have unpacked their luggage, changed into the grubby PT shorts and started on the grumbling barring any logistical hiccups that are all too common within the organisation.

wat sorta curry might they encounter this time round? apple or broccoli? shucks wish i was there with them.

woke at 5 today to get to the safsa crap. had to be at changi naval base at 8, or so the enciks said. only realised wat was happenin today at the actual venue, turned out to be this inter-formation meet. RSAF 2 for me. saw some old faces frm sec school and AFS. sec sch got 2nd in the 400; AFS won the 10K.

didn't take part eventually, all thanks once again to goldibars and silver crabs. all along, i was informed that it was the 100 for me, but it was upon registering that i learnt that it was in actuality the 200 that had my name scribbled in. which happened yesterday.

no milo truck somemore.

didn't hit like a sledgehammer would, nor did i felt like the antagonist in some qin tian pi li Ch 8 drama, but i felt peeved nonetheless. totally wrong feelin u might suppose, seeing how i've been ranting on and on abt how i utterly did not want to participate. should have been pleased as punch that i got away in fact. guess i wanted to test myself ba. seeing how the results panned out, i just, just might sneak in a good finish.

goldibars was telllin me in some flowery words like legality issues prevented them from letting me finish the race, and go off to brunei the next day, and how it was of utmost importance that i should turn up. and how getting a replacement just wouldn't cut it, cos everything was all settled, and how mighty darn impossible it is to change a simple NRIC.

and they end up tellin me the wrong stuff. me showing up on the wrong day, and how the registration just shrugged it off almost nonchalantly.

to think they've been droning on and on for next to eternity abt just how important it is to disseminate relevant information to all levels, and yada yada.

sheesh.

if it was some common peasant NSF with the blooper, i'd bet my last dollar that he'd get a handful of extras, after a lecturing by the same goldibars/crabbies on how oh-so-important it is to get your bloody info right. reckon they'll just play a round of taiji and say how some glitch happened along the way, and wave it off.

its just pulling-hair-out frustrating, how such crap can happen, tho i wud restrain meself frm strainin my follicles any further, seeing how taxed they are as it is.

because of goldibars/crabbies, im in SG while my mates are savoring their curry.